AnalogHorror: Rule Kaidan 4016
Chapter 766 - 352: The Overwritten Art Building Hall (Extra 1000 Words)_3

Chapter 766: Chapter 352: The Overwritten Art Building Hall (Extra 1000 Words)_3

"What’s going on?" Old Mo asked, "Your body temperature dropped to freezing point in about three seconds, even the blue aura of the sports department had no effect."

"Ah? This...!" Lin Yi exclaimed, "I... I just heard some kind of calling..."

As soon as he heard the words "calling," a cold golden light flashed in Old Mo’s somewhat gray eyes: "’Call...ing...’? What was the content?"

"It was just... just calling my name."

Old Mo looked Lin Yi up and down curiously: "Calling your name, what use is that? Moreover, right now... you are ’without an identity,’ what could possibly ignore the effect of the ’Shadow of Origin’ scales and directly see your ’identity’?"

"I don’t know either..." Lin Yi said with a gloomy face, "I won’t drag you down, will I?"

"It should... probably not?" Old Mo’s mouth twitched, originally thinking he was bringing along a charging treasure, he realized it was a nuclear power plant, and now he found that the problem was even bigger.

Lin Yi wasn’t just a nuclear power plant, he was a leaking nuclear power plant.

"How long has this been going on for? Did you hear it as soon as you entered the Art Building?"

"Er... if I have to say, it feels like it has been going on for several days now..."

"Several, several days?!" Old Mo was not calm now, "You’ve only been at school for how many days?"

"Today is the fourth day..."

"..." Old Mo fell silent, then it was not easy to come around and say, "You... you must have been here before."

"It’s my first time..." Lin Yi said weakly.

"Alright, I said no, so no, what you say doesn’t count." Old Mo interrupted, "Memory, this thing, with today’s methods, is still quite easily tampered with... I’m not wrong, your memory must be abnormal too, right?"

"Er..." Lin Yi pursed his lips, not speaking.

Old Mo looked at him, and immediately showed a look of understanding, "Alright, I might know now..."

"What do you know? Why not share it with me, I actually... don’t know anything." Lin Yi said.

Old Mo looked at him deeply, "Cannot say... at least, I cannot say."

"Come on, Old Mo, why are you starting to speak in riddles?"

"It’s not that I want to be cryptic, but your situation, I’ve seen it once before... You should know, memory tampering is a kind of ’overwriting,’ but even for art students’ ’overwriting,’ it needs a continuous supply of cover to maintain the overwritten state... Moreover, this state will weaken over time."

"You don’t need to guess wildly; in not too long, you will know everything."

Hearing Old Mo’s words, Lin Yi was suddenly taken aback, and the words Tian Bufan said to him echoed in his ears like thunder.

"Fifth day."

All he needed was to wait until the fifth day, and everything would be explained to him.

"Could it be that Young Master Tian overwrote my memory, and this overwrite will disappear on the fifth day?"

"Just wait... wait until Young Master Tian reveals the ’truth.’"

Lin Yi let out a long sigh and began to focus his attention on the hall.

The eerie part was, despite the terrifying strength of the wind in the corridor, there was not a hint of wind inside the Art Building Hall, as if it were two different worlds.

The Art Building Hall, with its exquisitely carved arched ceilings, had a large number of chandeliers hanging down, the whole hall filled with a mysterious and majestic feeling.

Old Mo looked around and said thoughtfully, "This place has indeed been invaded..."

"What?" Lin Yi doubted his own hearing, "This place has been invaded? How can that be, isn’t everything here normal?"

"Normal? This is just what you ’see’..." Old Mo spoke in a low voice, "This place is already flowing with blood and piled with bones; it’s just that you can’t see it..."

Lin Yi suddenly realized: "It’s ’overwriting’! An art student overwrote this place?!"

Old Mo’s gaze focused on some strange spots, and as he looked around, he said, "Art students have overwritten the layout of the hall, this place is a huge trap, the first barrier to intercept purebred nightwalkers!"

Hearing Old Mo’s words, Lin Yi felt like a person deceived by lies suddenly being awakened, sensing something awkward in what seemed like a normal environment.

It was like observing a photo taken with visual errors; if no one pointed out the problem in the photo, you’d be immersed in your initial cognitive biases.

But now, Lin Yi began to perceive the truth.

A cluster of faint golden flames rose in his eyes, and as the light and shadow emerged, everything he saw began to twist.

As his vision changed, everything faded like discoloration, the overwritten surface vanishing slowly, revealing the spine-chilling scenes beneath...

His school uniform flapped again, as the wind from the layers finally reached him.

This was the wind from the corridor, tinged with a hint of blood, permeating throughout the entire hall.

Lin Yi’s vision began to be filled with patches of blood red—not the kind of blood aura from Rage Angels, but... blood mist!